Death To Your Rapper

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Walker
I come to your city
That heat on waist
And an ounce in my pocket, but
Let's hope the cops miss me
They want some excuses
I don't get my wallet took
I say let's put a stop to this
Murdered your rapper and lifted his pocketbook
And yeah, they might fight, but
I serve up that beef like I work as Ray Rocket's cook
 
You play them
I slay them
I'm death to your rapper
It's death to rapper
I'm reaping
Lay rest to your rapper
The rest of your rappers
'Gon dress up and wrap them
They sleeping
I'm death to your rapper
Come get me, I just made a mess of your rapper
What's left of your rapper
Gets left in the rafters
Forensics come after him
 
Black hoodie in the summer
I can conceal a scythe in the garment
And look harmless
One swing of that bitch
And your nigga armless
I show up inside your studio
These niggas made a monster
They better sign me
Give me direction
And aim me
They can't tame me
I'm just a weapon
I'm loose
A canon that's ruthless
I gunning for you
And I'm coming with shooters
If Walkman say it
His talking will make it so
My flow is so hellish
Then snitches can tell it
They 'bout to go heaven mode
 
I'm death to your rapper
It's death to your rapper
Impressing your rapper's hoe
I just eat the flesh of your rapper
I'm all of these rappers woes
You know how that shit goes
Walker
I come to your city
That heat on waist
And an ounce in my pocket, but
Let's hope the cops miss me
They want some excuses
I don't get my wallet took
I say let's put a stop to this
Murdered your rapper and lifted his pocketbook
And yeah, they might fight, but
I serve up that beef like I work as Ray Rocket's cook
 
So lets get to cooking
I want me that hundred
You owe me that stack
You fumbling, bumbling, dropping the ball
And I'm running it back
I circle the field
They don't even want to come 'round my way
Off of the leash
Ain't no stopping the beast
I'm death to your rapper, I sound that way
Cause I got it like that
Most can't tell that I got it like that
But I do
Don't be stupid
Cause who's art is that?
And who brought it back?
What I do when I rap?
I raise the roof, raise the roof
You niggas sound like the roof had collapsed
Architect bars
Archetype rapper
They copping my swagger
They still getting lapped by The Walkman
Pretty ironic
And I'm pretty iconic

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TheWalkman
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